The syposium went well.It goes on for two more days. It was a good experience for me. I gathered some things that I would like to take into consideration when I do the next one. There were a few things that were said by other speakers that carried my thoughts to consider other things I would like to do. It went on all day and the time between speakers was handled well. I look forward to what is coming next, and I am now on to the next thing that I have a short deadline to complete and I am loving it.

more work

Tomorrow I shall be speaking at a virtual symposium, one of two that I may do for the year. On Thursday I shall be meeting with a client on the competion of his book and then on the weekend I need to step up with two shows that I have to complete work for,one in two weeks. All of this has me extremely happy. My daughter will be with me this weekend as well, so I don't plan on doing too much on the latter two things without spending time with her. She will certainly see to that.

I am so happy to report that I am up to my elbows in the work I enyoy. While working, so much has gone on this week. My mother and I saw a Lawyer about Dad's Will. I have never dealt with probating before and it presented to me the reality that preparations for the end of your life isn't morbid, but necessary. I think that people getting married should really have tha talk about that. When I was married, we did have a very shallow conversation, but we did have it. I have been projecting the things that I want to achieve, specifically as I did something for the non Carnival season that has been promoted by a literary online magazine. I also have a symposium in a few days that I have been invited to be part of. It is actually one of two. So this shows that I have hit the ground running with so much to focus on in the best way. I am also looking forward to the second phase of work with the Ceramic Artist. All of this is such a balm to me, I do not know how else to describe it. I need it the way we all need to breath. I have been adjusting to so many changes that have been coming at me, and every day I have moments of insecurity. It is so helpful to have something else to focus on and to place ones projected thoughts toward. My friendship with myself has been so enjoyable too. Listening to how I talk to myself has improved ever since my break with my friend. It was definately needed. I would state right now that I am coming to a place where I am asking myself what are my intentions to myself, my child and my family and beyond for the next few weeks, months, year and years ahead. What can I do now? I also am coming to terms with appreciatingmyself more at this very second. All of the bereavement we have gone through, the fragility of our lives has made me very aware of time being extremely precious. I am looking forward to looking forward.

A nationally tough week

We have been reeling in my country over a murder of a young woman, and in the next few days I shall be responding in my own way to it. I could not today write without acknowleding it. It may be a George Floyd moment for us. Maybe. But the important thing is the change for the better that we should and we must get out of such a senseless act. One too many.

It took time

When I think about the times that I see people or places and look upon them with joy, I would wonder whether I would also experience such things again.Of course the consideration is not impossible. When I recall so many wonderful moments, of course they are not in the past. But today, I am writing this because in order to have those moment again, I take on the small moments that are equally sublime. Like today when I went for my walk that I have begun to do again. I noticed a tiny bird on the concrete between the road and the grass of my neighbour's home. When I looked again, I realised that it was actually a leaf shaped like one. I was quite amazed by it and quite moved by the things that nature can do so simply. The day before there was also a fight between two brown birds. I did not realise that they are actually all of the colors of Autumn. The rustling noise alerted me to them. We live in a place where we get to see so many beautiful birds and other animals. To be lost for a moment in what is so much bigger is so helpful, so cathartic. I had a week where I was not feeling great, but knew that it was meant to bring me to what I understand right now and I am grateful as always for that. To be able to shift perspective and to plan and dream is a great thing.

My Dad's younger brother has died. If you put age into perspective, you know that as people become grandparents, thus, about late sixties and upward, many people face health challenges. Covid has not helped. But still, to get that news was still unexpected. We have been facing so much loss last year and already for this one. As I was writing, a friend of the family is the latest person. I suppose that what is to be taken into account here is that every day is indeed not promised, so focusing on the present...present....is the best way to deal with the uncertainty. I was planning on writing something quite different today. But now the wind has been taken out of my sails a bit. I think that this is all that I shall record here today.